Small Mistake (Children!Nordics & Reader)

Chapter 1

Y/N walked into the kitchen of the Nordic house, the five children followed behind her, trying to catch up with her. "Okay, so if it seems that I'm looking after you guys, I'm you're new babysitter."

"Hold on-" Mathias begun, but was interrupted by Lukas giving death glares towards him. "We don't want to seem like a problem for you Y/N." Tino continued, a look of guilt spread across his face. "Arthur tol' 's abou' you stressin'." Y/N almost forgot about the quiet Swedish male was still in the room, she could just about understand what Berwald said.

"I know, but I can't just leave you guys like this. It would look kinda strange for there to be five little kids living on their own. Your neighbours would freak out." She said, leaning against the counter.

"They've probably seen worse." Emil muttered, as Y/N sent the Icelandic boy am almost worried look, "They're used to hearing us fight." Lukas continued as Y/N nodded her head slowly.

After such a long and tiring day, Y/N never realised how late it had become, as she had only taken a quick side glance at the clock on the wall, "Crap. I didn't realise how late it was." Y/N had spent so much time with them, that she didn't realise it was almost 8pm. "I should get dinner on for you guys." She muttered as she walked over to the fridge, opening it up.

"Really?" She questioned, holding up a bottle of beer. They didn't say anything, but all eyes glared towards the culprit of the Dane. "Oh come on Y/N! You can't take my precious beer away from me!" Mathias exclaimed.

Y/N smirked lightly, facing him, "You're right. I guess seeing a child drinking beer is almost normal here." She chuckled to herself as she placed the beer back but in a higher place, "You're not underage drinking when I'm here Denny."

"Nej! You can't take it away from me!" He whined as he clutched tightly onto Y/N's jeans again. He has a habit for holding onto my leg. Y/N thought, since the five were so small, they only reached about to her stomach. Berwald was always taller than Mathias, but only by a few inches.

Y/N rolled her E/C eyes, as she felt someone drag Mathias away from her leg-probably Lukas again, "What do you guys usually eat?" She examined the contents of food in their fridge and cupboards: bottles of beer, fish, coffee, butter and liquorice.

"Is this it?" She exclaimed as she looked behind her, seeing the five sitting down on the floor. "We haven't gone shopping in a while." Tino nervously laughed as Y/N sighed to herself.

"Guess it'll have to be something like pasta." It was a good thing that she learnt how to make some Italian meals from her friends Feliciano and Romano.

She begun to get things ready to cook, rolling up her sleeves and tying her H/C hair up. She quickly glanced back over at the Nordic brothers, seeing just how bored they actually looked as they sat there. "You guys don't need to watch over me. You can go do your own things."

She went back to cooking, hearing small footsteps leaving the room, before she could only hear small shuffling and talking in the background. She assumed everyone left, but she was surprised to feel something lightly tugging on the back of her jeans.

She turned around, remembering she had to look down, as she saw only Tino and Berwald remaining, "Y/N, c-can I help with cooking?" He asked quietly. He's too cute. Y/N thought as she softly smiled down at the Finnish boy, "Of course." She bent down to his height and picked him up, placing him onto the counter beside her.

"Berwald, do you want to help too?" She asked the male behind her as he quietly stood close below Tino. "Ja." She heard from him, as she picked him too and placed him on the counter next to Tino.